Quotes from Dean Koontz

Enough funds remain to support her longer than she expects to live.

He would never claim to be a hero. However, there were moments when you had to show up, be there, assume risks, take bold action, if you still wanted to call yourself a man.

By all those tells, he wrote his anxiety and his guilt as clearly as if he had composed his confession on a blackboard with a stick of chalk.

Stories were the greatest blessing of intelligence. They were food for the soul. They were medicine. You could live a thousand lives through stories—and learn to shape your own life into a story of the best kind. She

Tiffany lamps and the Japanese gold-lacquer boxes that dated from the Taish? through the Heisei eras

My plan was to drive to Peptoe, Arizona, and track down the three men who found me in a bassinet

No one'll break your heart faster or into more pieces than a Sherpa will.

Or his conscience had been eaten away by the cancer of narcissism.

When they believe your lie is the truth, when they fail to see that the freedom you claim to champion is in fact slavery disguised, they'll live by whatever rules you imply without realizing they're being obedient.

spoons used to scoop the living eye from the skull.

Failure to be prepared is a failure to hope.

He could make many sounds, but none were words.

Carson didn't believe either man was what he presented himself to be. Frawley looked like a fixer, a slick operator who had friends in all the highest places and knew how to take care of any screwup they committed.

in the middle of that highway nineteen years earlier.

Love alone is capable of uniting living beings in such a way as to complete and fulfill them, for it alone takes them and joins them by what is deepest in themselves"—Pierre Teilhard de Chardin. And "Greater love hath no man than this: that he lay down his life for his friends"—The Gospel According to Saint John.)

clairvoyance

risible. In the Community, none

As a writer, Bibi, you could be a doctor of the soul.

being the mother of the new race, for she will bear many offspring, children who will be formed in Shacket's image, blessed with his superior genes. They won't be merely children, but demigods incorporating the diverse attributes of many species.

This guy, and he alone, hunts close to the house for field mice and birds.

Humor is emotional chaos remembered in tranquility. —James Thurber

However, as there is no end to the beauty that some can create, so there also is no end to the horrors that others

adapting the code of the Samurai to

We grow, we change, we labor to maturity, to what little wisdom we might ever acquire, but always in the mirror is who we were as well as who we are, a harking back and, yet again, a quiet reckoning.